Chapter 133

Time waits for no one.

Year 3 of the Block Calendar, January 1st.

Today marks the first day of the New Year in the Block Calendar, the second year of the Winter Era. The Block World has officially entered the "Eternal Chill," yet the biting cold has not dampened the people's passion for outdoor activities.

Several publicity staff members walk through the residential areas of the Block Kingdom, beating drums and gongs to spread the news.

Regarding this brand-new form of entertainment known as the Gala,

"That is good. Now that you have recovered from such a serious illness, you should exercise properly," Mu Xian said to the young man with a smile.

Although a title of Chiliarch meant little to her, she was currently under the roof of another and was willing to grant Rong Shi this favor. However... demoting a Chiliarch to a Company Commander was simply going too far.

"Never question the arrangements of the gods! Everything is predestined..." the Mechanical Reaper said coldly. Helplessness is a form of self-release. A shadow that cannot be grasped, a sorrow that cannot be held.

I once bought a cast-iron pan for grilling meat, but unfortunately, I forgot to oil and maintain it, and it was ruined.

Afterward, the churning of the ocean continued. I will not dwell on what wonders emerged from the purified Ocean of Milk. It wasn't until the day the Heavenly Physician Chuan Yan emerged from the sea holding the Nectar of Immortality that another mishap occurred.

"It's simple. Let me explain!" Er said, taking the matter entirely upon himself. Dugu Hong simply shook his head; this was his own affair, and he did not want others to interfere.

"Exactly, you unlucky child. You are finally leaving, and we can have some peace here," Huo Zun added, clearly not afraid of making things worse. As he spoke, his face remained filled with resentment.

Isn't there a saying? They say beauty looks even more radiant under the lamplight, and the same logic applies to gold.

Of course, one cannot rule out the possibility that Liu Mingxuan set a trap to bring Xiao Wu down. After all, her own child remained unharmed.

"Big sister! Can you tell me your name?" Mo Jiuqing's sudden movement and words warmed Liu Lan's heart. The warmth from his memories overlapped with this moment, giving him the urge to weep.

Zhang Qian hated Han Ziyu intensely, but as a young lady of a respectable family, these were the only insults she could muster.

Although she managed to restrain herself afterward, Chen Nuo forgot in mid-air that she was an Ultimate Spirit; she instinctively deployed her flame wings to save herself, incidentally tearing two charred gashes into the neatly manicured lawn of the Dongfang family.

What will happen next? Ding Yaoyang has finally been accepted as a godson. What kind of punishment will Hao Xin face for sneaking away from work without Xia Yenuo's permission? Dear reader, have you added this to your library today?

Chen Nuo subconsciously took a step closer to Ling Ming. If he wished, he could grasp her hand at any moment; it was a primal human instinct to protect.

"Clang!" The collision of steel against steel, a raw clash of strength. This time, it was not a test or a lesson—student and mentor were crossing blades.

"Speak up, what kind of disaster is it this time?" Zheng Zha said after taking a deep drag of his cigar, as if he would be at a loss if he didn't squeeze or extort something from Murong Chen.

Listening to his teasing, Mu Shaoling did not respond. These two intrusions had plunged him into deep thought.

Facing an enemy several times their number, they achieved a glorious victory, annihilating and capturing thousands with only two hundred casualties. However, Guan Yu could not bring himself to smile at Wu Fu, the Colonel of the Garrison Cavalry who had come to report the good news. Guan Yu knew that he could have wiped out the enemy force without losing a single soldier, yet his own subordinates had ruined it.

The television was playing a second-rate serial that one would only bother watching after it had finished airing. Bai Yi found it boring after a while and began pestering Ling Ming to talk.

"Then, first, take off all your clothes," Murong Chen said nonchalantly, while looking at the virtual screen in his hand. This sentence left everyone present utterly stunned and dumbfounded.